Right Beneath The Willow Poem by Kellsey Hartmann

As I look through the branches
Dangling with elegant grace
I let my mind wander freely
Though it is still a race

A race of these thoughts and those
And which confuse me most

I lay beneath the willow
And admire her beauty
Then my thoughts slow
And I forget what is to be

I forget the stress
I forget the rest

I lay beneath the willow
Her beauty and grace amaze me
For a few precious moments
All I think is of her beauty

I am at ease
As the wind rattles her leaves

It's beneath the willow
All is for once right
Just ease and pleasure
As through the leaves I see new light